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[Mar. 7th, 2010|10:54 am] |
Grandma died last week. I'd elaborate, but I don't want to. It's my journal, Imma do what I want.
Spring break started yesterday; i'm still in Boston until tuesday since I have to teach out in Chelsea tomorrow. DC in less than two weeks for the National half marathon. My training has been completely derailed for a couple of weeks, so we're playing the reduced expectations game, which is fine. I don't mind.
I don't want to do my homework. Unfortunately, homework doesn't care and is demanding my attention like a petulant preschooler. And realistically, I'll get very little done in Syracuse, so I should do as much as I can before I leave. Damn.
JA out. |
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[Feb. 23rd, 2010|08:11 pm] |
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I have kinesio tape holding my right leg together, I'm nervous about starting a new placement on thursday, and it took me ten minutes to stop crying when Joannie Rochette started her short program. I've actually been feeling really good this week, considering what a hot mess I am. |
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[Feb. 15th, 2010|03:08 pm] |
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I am so tired. I can barely stay awake to do my work. I can't concentrate on anything for long enough to get anything done. I've been exercising and started drinking caffiene again and have tried healthy eating and craptacular eating and taking naps in the middle of the day when I'm too exhausted to do anything else. I have no idea. All I feel is exhausted, like there's no room left for any other feeling or sensation. Stop, please. |
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[Jan. 8th, 2010|04:41 pm] |
I have been sick for 10 days. Fortunately I'm not in class yet, but still. That's a long time to be burning through tissues like oxygen and swaying when I walk and other assorted crap.
I want a puppy. Having a puppy is totally not conducive to my lifestyle and I expect it's also a violation of the terms of my lease (I'd check but it's in the other room and I'm lazy), but still. I want a puppy. |
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[Dec. 14th, 2009|06:01 pm] |
3 classes down, 2 to go. I have a ten page paper due on Thursday that is not written yet. However, the professor for my other class is 9 months pregnant. Since I'm trained, if absolutely necessary, to get her to the hospital/deliver a baby, I've spent my time this evening reviewing emergency childbirth procedures. Because we have a three hour final four days before her due date. That being said, I really hope this is an unnecessary precaution.
My head is a strange place to live some days. |
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[Dec. 6th, 2009|01:36 pm] |
Why is it the only time I remember to update my journal is when I'm supposed to be busy doing other things? Better keep it short, then.
Classes are mostly done, and mostly ok. My grades are mostly good, but I could use a good finals boost. Then again, it did take me 8 semesters to get a perfect 4.0 in college; maybe I just take my time to hit my stride ;)
I've started boxing recently. It's awesome. I'm trying to be less lazy lately, but I think that might be on a partial hiatus until after finals week. To be fair, though, the reason I put off today's run until tomorrow was the ice sheets on the sidewalk. I kept having vivid visions of me slamming down on the sidewalk and breaking various appendages. Not cool.
Lists make me happy. I'm off to go make one so I remember what I'm supposed to be doing for the rest of the day. |
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[Oct. 10th, 2009|09:00 pm] |
Yeah....
In Baltimore, staying at![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) back_track 's fab new window-y apartment. Team LJ was out in force both last night and today, and I got to meet a ton of new people and finally put some faces to usernames, and usernames to real names. Plus I learned how to play Guitar Hero, which was pretty cool. Oktoberfest was sold out, so no wife-carrying and German dancing was to be had, but life goes on. I still had fun.
Race! Was excellent. I didn't do as well time-wise as I wanted, but there were enough factors contributing to that (not the least of which was the fact that over 2/3 of my leg was uphill) that I'm not disappointed. There are going to be a few LJ runners at Marine Corps 2 weeks from tomorrow (eep). Now that I'm tapering, this whole 'running a marathon' thing seems really, really close. I'm trying to block out the 'nervous as all hell' chunk of it, and stick with 'really excited'. Sarah and I were talking about that while running up a giant friggin hill in mile 1 today: only .1% of the population finishes a marathon. My calves hate me right now, but they'll get over it. Four and a half hours of sustained effort is worth it to me to jump from that 99.9%. Then maybe I'll take a little time off from racing in order to take control of everything else in my life that's less than ideal, such as my lack of almost any other physical activity besides running, the manner in which I'm just barely keeping up with my classes because I don't plan ahead project-wise, the large amount of friendly acquaintances that have yet to be turned into friends, my increasingly bizarre eating habits, etc.
Time to do some math and pass out before having fun with Jess in the a.m. and flying back to Boston :)
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[Oct. 6th, 2009|04:20 pm] |
Procrastination doesn't stop with undergrad, kids.
Very excited to be going to Baltimore in a few days! Mark and Jess, this is always the fastest way to get to both of you in a short time frame: are we staying at Jess's? Going to the expo together? I have very little concept of these 'detail' things beyond the actual 'running the first leg of the relay and holding stuff at different times' bit. Also, having a grand time not drinking beer and doing fun German dances.
This whole not sleeping due to mentally ruminating over every bad thing I've ever done phase has got to stop before sleep deprivation and continuous guilt sends me flying even further off the panhandle. And on that cheerful note, homework! And last week's House! (Yesssss) |
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[Aug. 30th, 2009|07:03 pm] |
Moving Day = Tomorrow. Sort of. Tomorrow is the day I take a bus to Boston with a suitcase, Tuesday is the day I actually get my keys and hopefully get things like internet and a bed in place, Thursday is the day I start grad school. I know many, many people have moved to new cities before without any major catastrophes. Still, a little scary.
Watched Dr Horrible twice in a row with my dad. Good days.
Anyone going to the LJ relay want to split accomodation/give me a patch of floor to sleep on? I have a zillion airline tickets to buy sometime this week, and my bank account is not happy with me. Also, I should probably find a job this week. Adulthood = kinda overrated sometimes. |
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[May. 3rd, 2009|08:34 pm] |
My last final exam (and the only one that requires legitimate studying) is tomorrow morning. So of course, it's entry time.
Life is good. Life is a bit scary and slightly upsetting at times, but life is good. I'm a little daunted about graduation (six days. is it any wonder?) and have had bouts of moodiness/depression this week--I'm blaming the rain/pending adulthood. I've just started speedwork, courtesy of Mark, and it's tired and making my legs hurt. It's a really good feeling, though: I'm never in pain or feel too tired while I'm running. I feel invincible. I just suffer a bit later on. And feel the need to do a billion pushups in a row, like a marine ;)
I'm dying lilac streaks in my hair when I go home next week. Some of you may remember I did something similar last April, threading magenta highlights on the mid-lower layers of my hair, so you could see them when my hair was up, but not when I wore it down. This will be similar, but brighter. I also have a plan drawn up for my next tattoo, which I will be getting at the end of May with Joe. This may be a poorly masked attempt to stave off adulthood, but I prefer not to examine it too closely.
I'm spending too much money lately. I also cant be bothered to care, as it turns out.
Surreal moment of the week: Being sent home from work yesterday (with my paycheck in cash) in a hired car, Complete with a very nice driver in a lovely coat who insisted on opening the door for me. At the Berks, in front of a group of underage frat thuglets. Someday, I will have wonderful, fantastical stories to tell of my misbegotten youth that nobody will believe. |
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[Apr. 26th, 2009|11:40 pm] |
Little Jo = Bad shape. I hate being angry; it's the one emotion I literally don't know how to deal with, and consequently deal with it poorly.
I'll feel better tomorrow. Right now, I just want a punching bag, a mojito, and an anger management class. Maybe a working AC. |
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[Apr. 20th, 2009|02:36 pm] |
I have so much work to do, why am I on LJ and Facebook??? Eh, I really don't have that much, I'm just lazy. I've been kicking ass and taking names in class today, though: 2 papers back (both A's) and across the board improvements in fitness testing (except for having put on 2lbs this term, which I think I can be forgiven for, considering the timing of the testing). I also bonded with my TA in psych over the Boston Marathon: she was highly amused that the first thing I did after the final presentation was snap open my cell phone to read Mark's updates on the elite finishers ;)
I dislike rain. A lot. I also dislike drama, especially surprise drama: RM elections are on Thursday, and are typically totally low key. Not this year, apparently. My presidential vote is officially going to whichever candidate pisses me off the least by election night. Friend drama....continues? I don't know, really. I find myself being less concerned with the situation the more I don't think about it, which would be troubling except that I don't feel like I'm in the wrong for feeling that way. Way to rock out the ambiguity. Good show.
Grad school decision is being made this week, a choice made necessary by a number of deadlines being this and next weekend. Phone calls will be made about financial aid on wednesday; decision letters will be posted by thursday morning. Until then, I will continue to bite/kick/cry like a sociopath whenever anyone brings it up and legitimately expects an answer. I am such a grown up about this, I swear.
And with that, naptime.
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[Apr. 14th, 2009|12:11 pm] |
Hamlet = memorized. Almost. Like, 95%.
*sigh*
I don't know my lines ok? Shut up.
Capstone presentation = iffy. It went well when I rattled it off in my head at 1 in the morning, but I'm a horrific public speaker. But Leah offered to be my test audience tonight, and since Sean is going to be over, she'll bully him into doing the same.
Running = dragging. I did about half my run today, then went home for a shower because I was drained. I blame the rain! Whatevs, I'll be back on my game tomorrow. I'll just picture Team LJ standing on the side of the road with another sign: "Run! As soon as you stop, you have to put on business attire and defend your senior project!"
Business attire. *Shudder*
On the bright side, I will set a 10mile PR with that kind of motivation ;) |
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[Apr. 12th, 2009|09:56 am] |
Major Plot Points:
1.) Ayanna. Every time I think she can't possibly get any cuter, I see another set of pictures of her. A-freaking-dorable, that one is.
2.) Easter! And the bunnies. Two of my old roommates and assorted friends live in an apartment on the other end of the building, and they're foster mums for 2 bunnies: Lord Byron and Penny. Consequently, they felt obligated to have an Easter party, and it was lovely. I had an excellent time, even though I pansied out and left around 1145 because I was exhausted. And have a lot of stuff to do today, some more fun than others. One of which is to go to the store and get Easter candy for the kids, and a chocolate bunny or something for myself. Go chocolate.
3.) Life after Capstone. Unfortunately, hasn't happened yet. My adviser hasnt gotten back to me about the Conference on wednesday, so I'm pretty much flying solo preparing for it, while simultaneously trying to study for a test, get my psychology project turned around, run subjects through the psych lab for something unrelated, and..oh yeah, go to work and school and do my homework. Ask me next week what life after Capstone is like.
4.) Grad school. BC is making me nervous, because deadlines are looming and my decision is pretty much hanging on the financial aid from them. Gulp. Another question I don't want to answer yet.
5.) Mud Run!! Is in two weeks, and it looks as though Jenn, Allie, Kate, possibly Rachel, and myself will all be taking part :) And of course, there will be the customary drinkage after. Huzzah.
Off to do actual work.
EDIT: Also! My theatre troupe is performing at the Spy Museum for the next two Fridays. Shan tried her best to assign us parts we'd played before already, seeing as the scripts went out this morning. So if you're in the DC area, swing by the Spy Museum sometime on friday afternoon this week or next. I'll be the one reciting what is arguably the most famous passage in Shakespearian theatre, and then berating poor little Ophelia for being a ho. |
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[Apr. 8th, 2009|07:01 pm] |
HOORAY FOR BABIES!!
Keating's baby girl was born today! Her name is Ayanna, and if she looks anything like her mama, she is going to be freaking gorgeous.
Hooray! |
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[Apr. 3rd, 2009|11:09 am] |
AU Rude Mechanicals
presents
An Honors Capstone Project
in Conjunction with the Department of Performing Arts
Joanna Holmes'
This Is Not MacBeth
Directed by Lucas Cook
Stage-Managed by Becky Mezzanotte
Saturday April 4th @ 8 pm
Sunday April 5th @ 8 pm
Katzen Studio Theatre
Admission is Free
*this show is a one-act and run approximately 45-minutes
Alex Collins, 33, a lawyer.
Clean cut and quietly handsome with thin-rimmed glasses.
Respectful and slightly shy with flashes of humor.
Normally the picture of stability, he may or may not be going crazy....
STARRING
Alex - Ryan Korn
Sam - Shannon Schenck
Emily - Brooke Hurwitz
Sara - Becky Topol
Eric - James Randle
Julie - Joanna Holmes
Dr. Carpenter - Dave Byrd
Chelsea Lynn
Joe Grimme
For more information please contact Lucas Cook or rudemechanicals@american.edu.
Visit us at www.aurudemechanicals.com
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[Mar. 29th, 2009|10:04 pm] |
Boston was the shit. I had a fabulous time being there with Eli and Shannon, and if I weren't wicked exhausted, I'd write about it now. As it stands, it'll have to wait until tomorrow or Tuesday.
I just finished writing a Palanca for Julie. It was harder to write than the one I wrote for Eli a few years ago, but I'm proud of it and think she'll enjoy it. And it's not bad, considering I had about 24 hours notice. Thanks Fred ;)
TINM opens on Saturday. All of my scenes went up at rehearsal tonight, I'm about 5 pages behind on my production journal, and we ordered costume pieces that we didn't have in stock this evening. So things are piecing together in a semi-coherent way. I'd work on the journal more tonight, but I dont think I have it in me to write anything worth saving, so it'll be unpacking, reading, and packing up my school bag for my classes, lab hours, and lab meeting (otherwise known as the 8 hours in a row I spend hauling ass all over campus before coming home for a break).
Out <3 |
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[Mar. 26th, 2009|08:18 pm] |
See Jo. See Jo procrastinate. See Jo procrastinate doing her homework, character schematic, writer's statement, packing for her trip tomorrow, fixing the button Paul pulled off of her coat, and washing her filthy hair. Epic fail, madam. This may be why I seemingly have no free time.
I am woefully unprepared for my trip tomorrow. I don't have addresses for any of the places I'm going, I haven't decided if I'm going to look at both schools or just meet up with Claire, I don't have a phone number for Eli's roommate so she can let us into the building, I don't know how I'm going to get back into the building when I go running in the morning (presumably before Eli and co wake up, as it's a weekend). Really, all I have is a plane ticket and a couple acceptance letters. Of course, when I took off for VA Beach a couple weeks ago by myself, all I had was a reservation and a duffle bag, and it turned out spectacularly. Maybe traveling quasi-on-the-fly will be my new thing :)
Ok: statement, assignment for law class, packing for tomorrow, shower. I can totally get that done by 1030. Go team.
EDIT: My hair is still filthy, but it looks cute for the camera tomorrow morning, which is the important part (no worries E, I'll wash it after running/before my flight). Statement done, bag packed, assignment.....give me another half an hour.
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[Mar. 22nd, 2009|11:00 pm] |
My legs? So, so heavy. They're actually not very bad at all, just a bit sore to the touch. I actually feel like I'd be ok to go running tomorrow, but I'm told that that is a poor idea, so I'm cross training and doing weights until Friday. But my sneakers are coming with me to Boston for the weekend (!) so I can get back into the swing of things.
My pace tattoo that I picked up at the expo is still on my left arm--I could take it off with rubbing alcohol, but I kind of adore it. When I was in Virginia Beach for a few days earlier in the month, I remember loving that the grand majority of the people I saw the first day were long haired, midriff baring, tattooed runners. I never fit in so well anywhere in my life ;)
Also: granola bagels? Fantastic, fantastic invention.
The psych study is up and running, and I have 12 out of 40 participants done already. Mostly because I hijacked nearly the entire cast of Shan's film project (minus myself) and asked them very sweetly to fill out a survey packet. And will be bringing more to TINM rehearsals tomorrow. Possible still more to Boot Camp on thursday. There are so many papers and envelopes involved in this, it's insane. I walked out of the copy center with my stack of informed consent sheets and questionnaires feeling like I personally whacked down a tree in a forrest somewhere. I'm already the ridiculous one in the research class--I get A's and the professor and other students like me, but every once in a while, Prof G will just look at me, smile, and shake her head. "You strike me as the type that always has a million different things going on. And yet, you're extremely relaxed and always turn in excellent work. If your brain doesn't explode by the end of the year, do you want to teach a seminar to incoming freshman on Zen and the Art of Overachieving Neo-Hippie?" |
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